June 16, 2017

Artworks with Tate


















Sharing you some of the artworks that I'm interested from Tate collection on a Friday afternoon. No eras and art forms are categorised. You can explore the artworks by clicking the names.

I'm going to do a Q&A post soon so please leave me any questions, even the most random and weirdest ones.

xx,
Liz



June 9, 2017

Tassels On Feet





TASSEL SLIDERS -- WHAT YOU NEED IN SUMMER 2017



About two months ago, I shared an April wishlist on my blog listing five of my favourite items on Yoins. Surprisingly, Yoins sent me a very fetching gift which is a pair of tassel sliders shoes


 SHAKE THE TASSELS!
The highlight of the slippers is the combination of multi-coloured tassels popping in the white background . These slippers are comfortably "slip-on-and-go" and the tassels are enchantingly cute accessories for your feet. Plus, these slider slippers also work in rainy seasons if you're afraid of wearing flip flops. The "alike-wooden" sole gives you a formal look that can be easily styled with any outfits. I styled a loose grey blouse, a pair of blue boyfriend jeans and a straw handbag. This outfit is too enough for going out in the afternoon for a cup of coffee or a movie. Or you can just simply lie on the couch in splendid slippers, shake the tassels and enjoy a good series on Netflix, Mad Men for instance.







xx,
Liz


May 21, 2017

Seventeen Again



I was seventeen in these photos, taken by Tien Bui. Seventeen is different from eighteen, and nineteen and even sixteen and a half. I knew people who deserve to be around, to forget, to ignore and to love. Nineteen, I realised what I have been doing then decided to stop or to continue, or, just started a new track. I didn't have to look gracious in what mum bought, I knew how to make myself look gracious in my own way. Seventeen, I was still a nerd finding 'x' in a math class, looking terrifying in glasses and writing shitty poems on rainy days in high school. Eighteen, all of a sudden, more people called me pretty, something I had only heard from my mum, my sister or besties. Did my eyes get deeper, my mouth get wider and my teeth suddenly get brighter, than when I was seventeen? All of a sudden, people listened to me, paid attention to what I said and asked me for my opinions. Mum would go home and tell me about her friends, her day at work or anything she just gossiped, which she used to only tell my sister and dad. Dad would talk to me about politics that he hardly knows that I don't agree with most of his opinions. Did my words become either sweeter or sassier? I am still wondering why people wouldn't do this to me earlier. Like, is it really true that our minds work maturely or our believes become valuable once we hit our eighteenth birthday? Nineteen, I had to listen to what it is like to be in the adulthood - scary as fuck. 





I still enjoy doing weird shit when I'm home although I look like a 5 year old kid trying to tease a monkey at the zoo. I guess I haven't changed much. Nonetheless, I started caring about social movements and human rights. I pay attention to how I look in public. Am I old enough to tolerate socialisation alone? (thanks mum and other adults for helping me out previously!).  Socialising is still a nightmare but I guess I have to do it sometimes. I'm still unsure if people like me or not. Or if they are genuinely nice to me. So I think I'm old enough to take a deep look about things that I'm interested, for example, fast fashion. So I have done a project called Fast Fashion & Identities as an exploration of Asian popular culture. If you're interested enough feel free to read it :).










I'm moving to the 20s and not so ready to take my life seriously. I just want to tease the monkey at the zoo. It's weird when I have to take these responsibilities all of a sudden. How did you manage to suffer all of this?

xo
Liz



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April 28, 2017

It's gonna be May




#TBT to the end of last month when I took these photos. It's irony how these s look so luxurious with marbles and lightings that were taken in a toilet of a hotel. One living tip: never trust coffee at fancy hotels - they are very stingy in caffeine.  So my nanny took me to a place called Opera Restaurant and they served skimmed milk with coffee flavour - tremendous!

I just realised that my hair has been this short for a long time. I hate this length and I miss my long hair. I haven't worn red lipstick for a while because they make my lips look small and cute. But as my outfit is so dark I want my lips to be bold, small and cute. 


I have been busy and a lot of thoughts have been on my mind. I forgot to publish this post though I wrote this a month ago. I'm sorry!

It's gonna be May! Wishing you all a great month!


xo,
Liz

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